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In the Jimjilbang
Date: 7/31/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Author: JuneFernan, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories
drinks until you’re not!” That I did. Three bottles of soju later, I was somewhat curious, maybe even excited about the whole idea of being naked in a semi-public space, though there wouldn’t be any eye candy to look at. And with the crust of dried sweat still on my skin, I desperately wanted to shower. The jimjilbang was decorated like a luxurious hotel resort, with a somewhat complicated process of having to put your shoes in a locker downstairs then head up to another set of lockers outside the showers, where you disrobe. If I didn’t have Julian there to guide me through it, I would have been afraid that I’d take my clothes off at the wrong time, and the staff would be weirded out by me. But when Julian and I rounded the corner of the stairs, heading up to the men’s shower floor, I saw that there weren’t really any customs as to where clothes should be worn or carried. Involuntarily, I took in my first sight of nudity, as two men walked right past us to their lockers. Right behind them were two fully clothed guys who looked to be our age. It was definitely a strange place where the people were much more comfortable with themselves than Americans could ever be. There were three sections of the floor: lockers, shower and sauna, and the drying off area. The only rule was that anyone going into the showers had to be completely naked—no bathing suits allowed, because it was believed that the materials in bathing suits might taint the purity of the water in the hot tubs. ... Julian and I got to our lockers, and I hesitated a moment, then looked at him. “So…is this where we do it?” I asked him. “Yep. Go ahead.” The clothes came off. I made my motions as casually as possible, staring straight into the grey locker in front of my face. Julian wasn’t quite as perturbed by our nudity. When I slipped my pants down, he said, “There you go!” and he slapped my ass. A minute later, we were showering within two feet of each other. I had figured Julian and I would shower in separate corners, but he followed me to my individual shower head and turned on the one right next to me. We were in a spacious area that was mostly empty, as it was pushing 2:00 in the morning. But even so, there were at least 15 other men using the showers or chatting in the hot tubs, which was more people than I had expected. Pretty soon, the nakedness wasn’t weird for me, and I even caught a few glances of Julian when he turned his back to the stream of water. I found myself wanting to stare at his body. I had never even considered myself bisexual, but I guess I could appreciate a good looking man as much as a woman can, and Julian had those traits. He was leaner than I had imagined, and he didn’t have a single visible hair on his body, other than his eyebrows and the stubble around his chin and scalp. He definitely liked to keep a neat and trim body, which I oddly admired. When he turned around again, I caught a glimpse of his fully sleeved cock, hanging low, and his tight ball sac—a nice ...